The three of them can't be regarded as unhappy, they can only say that they have their own hearts and minds to return to the guest room.

"Zhongtian!" Zhan Qingyu lay down and thought for a long time, deciding to ask Murong Zhongtian what he thought.

If it was said that he would definitely go to help Zhang Sheng beg Ouyang Yisu to Zhan Qingyu, but Murong Zhongtian asked for a million taels of Zhan Qingyu, and he was extremely puzzled.

"What do you want so much money for?" Zhan Qingyu walked into Murong Zhongtian's room, and poured himself a bowl of water next to the table.

"Of course it's useful, do you think I took it to gamble?" Murong Zhongtian was a little unhappy when he was rejected by Zhang Sheng.

"Speak up, I can help you. Zhan Qingyu took two sips of water and said, "Maybe there are other surprises." ”

"Alas!" Murong Zhongtian sighed, walked from the window to the table, pulled a chair and sat down with Zhan Qingyu.

After pondering for a long time, the candle flame jumped.

"You have to keep this matter a secret!" Murong Zhongtian said seriously: "Absolute confidentiality, if there is any leakage of you, I will immediately cut off the relationship." When the time comes, you and I will be strangers. ”

"Yo!" Zhan Qingyu looked at Murong Zhongtian's expression and suddenly became interested: "Who am I, Zhan Qingyu, and I have known a lot along the way, the first time we drank in Limu Town, we broke into the lair of the Wind Beast together, and until now, what is the unpleasantness between you and me?"

"I'll still say what I have to say!" Murong Zhongtian nodded and admitted that the two had a harmonious relationship all the way and knew each other a lot.

"Well, I promise you that if your purpose is above board, I will definitely help you, and to the end. Zhan Qingyu said: "I Zhan Qingyu will do what I say, and there is no joke. ”

"Okay!" Murong Zhongtian put his hand on Zhan Qingyu's shoulder and waved his hand, forming an enchantment that isolated sound.

After whispering, Murong Zhongtian solemnly became solemn.

But these words made Zhan Qingyu couldn't help but feel excited after hearing it.

"Zhongtian!" Zhan Qingyu smiled sincerely: "This move is magnificent!"

Yue Jian Palace.

It is not famous in the Xuan Netherworld, only a few people know about its existence, but the palace master of the Yue Sword Palace is a well-known celebrity.

Murong Wunian's one-body sword technique has been in the cultivation world for many years, but his sect has never shown up.

He himself is indifferent to fame and fortune and concentrates on cultivation, and does not participate in any matters in the cultivation world.

There are very few people who have made good friends with him, but this has absolutely not affected his reputation.

This person's cultivation is as profound as the head of the five major sects, and twenty years ago, he fought thousands of demons on the road without being scathed.

Witnesses speculated for a long time that they didn't know who this person was, and no one knew Murong Wunian's realm now.

Helplessly, Murong Wunian had no successor, and twenty years ago, he received Murong Zhongtian, who was hungry and cold in the cold wind, as an heir on the street.

And Murong Zhongtian was also very competitive, he inherited most of the exercises of the Yue Sword Palace Master at a young age in his early twenties, and there were faint signs of carrying it forward.

Murong Wunian was very pleased, so Murong Wunian's thoughts also changed.

He wanted to build a sect that was on par with or even surpassed the five major sects, so he began to implement his plan.

One day he flew away, and if he couldn't leave Murong Zhongtian with a guarantee, he would be sad.

However, it is absolutely not easy to establish a real great sect, in addition to having territory and strength, there must also be people who have exercises.

It's easy to talk about the territory, and on the day the sect is established, you can make an appointment with the heads of several major sects to have a feast.

There is no shortage of exercises Murong Wunian, his Yue swordsmanship is very good, and he is confident that it is definitely no worse than that of Skylark Mountain Villa and Tianjing Academy.

The headache is people, and the disciples are easy to collect but need time to support.

And the most difficult thing is the sect's sharp knife force, this follow-up force must be established, otherwise once the sect is established, all kinds of unpredictable things will follow.

And now that the demons are about to move, the Xuan Netherworld doesn't know when there will be another turmoil.

In recent years, demons have invaded the cultivation world more than once, and although they have been repelled by cultivators every time, this is not a long-term solution.

In order for the sect to gain a foothold in the cultivation world where there is now an undercurrent, there must be enough manpower, and at the same time, a large number of good weapons, magic weapons, and even some special exercises are required, which requires money, and this money is definitely an astronomical amount.

Therefore, Murong Wunian also let Murong Zhongtian participate in the establishment of the new sect.

"I see!" Zhan Qingyu shook his head and said with a smile: "Your kid is not ambitious, but I like it hahaha!"

"Thank you!" Murong Zhongtian nodded and said meaningfully: "There is a long way to go. ”

"The road is long, you will go up and down and seek!" Zhan Qingyu encouraged him: "The great task of heaven will inevitably make you suffer a lot of mental work, but after success, you will be glorious through the ages!"

"Cut!" Murong Zhongtian pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Don't put any high hat on me, you may help me do this?"

"What's in it after that?" Zhan Qingyu began to put down.

This favor will help a lot, and of course it will be very beneficial to himself, but Zhan Qingyu still has to play a trick on him.

"What benefits do you want?" Murong Zhongtian did not show weakness: "I don't have a daughter-in-law yet, if there are two, how about I give you one?"

"Get out, you stinky rascal!" Zhan Qingyu shoved him violently.

"Haha!" Murong Zhongtian laughed proudly and said, "After the matter is completed, you will be the chief elder of my Yue Sword Palace, and you will enjoy the same great rights as me. ”

"That's pretty much it. Zhan Qingyu said with some satisfaction: "But I don't care about things, I'm only an official." ”

"Damn!" Murong Zhongtian glared and said, "I asked for a helper, it turned out to be a great god, are you a tease invited by the monkey?"

After a while, Zhan Qingyu went back to her room to rest.

Before dawn, Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian finished washing, and then asked the steward of the outer heaven for a large table of wine and food.

Now the two are not short of money, they have won thousands of taels in Duanmu Yuanfeng's gambling house, and eating and drinking is a trivial matter.

In the words of a celebrity: Now that everyone is rich, how much can you eat as hard as you want?

The two waited for Zhang Sheng to get up, shouting as they waited, and it wasn't until Murong Zhongtian shouted the twelfth time that Zhang Sheng woke up from his sleep.

Zhang Sheng's night is difficult, and Zhang Sheng's dream is short.

He dreamed of the lively Ying Ning again, and the two chased and frolicked together on the fireworks-filled grassland, and he didn't want to wake up.

Zhang Sheng's dream was safe again, and Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian were both secretly protecting him.

After all, if you win a few thousand taels in the gambling house, someone may come to make trouble, and the two of them will not be in any danger if they have the exercises, but if someone comes to the wrong place, Zhang Sheng will be miserable.

"Come sit down and eat!" Murong Zhongtian and Zhan Qingyu greeted Zhang Sheng courteously.